It feels like...

It's nostalgic. Playing badminton with my cousins at the nearby playground and then attracting some kids and then them asking to join and we were quite foolishly playing near the covered walkway with roofs just waiting to grap the shuttercocks that flew off their designated course due to the wind and indeed it happened, twice in fact, with the first one unable to be brought down but the second one, with some luck from the wind and the throwing of an empty bottle and one of the kids wanting to climb on top of the roof which is quite dangerous and was persuaded out of it in the end, was retrieved and it all feels like the primary school times I can picture it in a black and white film already. Kidding.


ANDDDD, ... Nvm.